Paint Her Black

Precious pain

Paints her


In black –

All her landscapes

Are flooded…

Men are alone

With her

And walk with her

In solidarity

Of solitude.



Pale face peering.
Brown eyes wondering.
Bright mind wandering
Like ravens in flight,
Earthly woes cast off
Over light, heavens
And more important things.
She drifts back to life,
My momentary muse…